Got to play Tooth Fairy for the second time for my son. Despite the fact that I’m, in fact, lying bald-faced to the young light of my life, it was kind of fun. He couldn’t find his plastic tooth that the dentist gave him for storing disembodied teeth, so I gave him a gold colored draw string bag that just fit the bill. He’s in his room now, crashed out and dreaming of the big fun he’s going to have with the his tooth money. In a five-year-old’s world, you can buy the biggest and most elaborate Lego kits for $1.
On a side note, he got to play with his cousins this afternoon, which was really cool. At one point, though, he got into a little bit of trouble—I don’t remember what he did, but I called him to the living room using his entire name. When he heard that, he turned to the other kids and said, “This is not good. This is really, really bad.”
At least he’s got that much sense about him. :)
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